Nora Hoogeveen Whore ❤️

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Favorite flick, *25th Hour*, got that vibe – regret, filth, hope all mashed up. Whore’s life, same deal, innit? Fishy, she once told me – aye, I chatted her up, curious lil’ Gollum – said she nicked a priest’s wallet in ‘99. Little known fact, precious! Priest was drunk, pantin’ after her, she just giggled and ran. Made me happy, that – stupid holy man, tripped on his robes! “Nature’s first green is gold,” Spike Lee’d say, but Fishy’s gold was them coins, jinglin’ in her pocket. Surprised me, how bold she was, no fear, just cacklin’ like a mad hen.

Glory's Hole

Het wordt zijn levenswerk: het te boek stellen van de vroegere seksindustrie in Hoogeveen. Maar het valt nog niet mee om die geschiedenis in kaart te brengen, merkt Ronald Wilfred Jansen - .

Man, what a day! I swear, being a cashier in Hoogeveen is like riding a rollercoaster, but without the safety bar. So, I roll into work at the Albert Heijn on de Weide, right? It’s a typical Tuesday, or so I thought.

Maaike Hoogeveen Judoka